There are still many people of insight, and after the initial surprise, many people have confirmed the identity of the White Phantom.

"I knew that there was something greasy in it, but I didn't expect that there would be a sword spirit in ambush, this is trouble!" Su Lang smiled bitterly.

The thunder dragon sword spirit that was white at the beginning, that was the power of these people who wasted nine cows and two tigers, and the hole cards were exhausted before they could be tied with it, and now this white phantom has not fought against it, but it is not very weak no matter how you look at it. On this giant sword where at most two people stand opposite each other, I want to compete with a sword spirit...... What could be more troublesome!

"It's not like it's been set up in advance." Shen Operator said in a deep voice, "Although I haven't been here a few times before, but I think there should be a means of defense, you see this Tiger Jumping Stream, from the layout to the overall environment, it doesn't look like it was newly developed." Quite possibly...... This sword array has existed for a long time. ”

"Amitabha." The little monk chanted in a whispered voice with an expressionless face.

"The mantra is a little early, and no one is dead yet." The leaf bumped into the little monk.

The little monk couldn't cry or laugh, "This is the Diamond Sutra." ”

"It's all the same, it's the same." Ye Zi didn't care, he picked two grapes from a bunch of grapes that he didn't know where he was and threw them directly into the little monk's mouth, twisted his waist to find the coffin face and chatted.

Little Monk: "......"

Master, the apprentice's shallow deeds can't do anything about this demon, and it's a shame for your old man!

"What will he do?" The coffin face suddenly spoke.

No one answered. What he will do, no one knows.

No solution.

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What did Han Xu do? He didn't have a good idea for a while. He himself knows that he is two pounds. He is not a man, but he is not a god. Single-handedly sword spirit? The child who could say this must not have woken up. If he dares to go up, then there can only be two results, lose, die.

Fei Keming flew up from the fourth flying sword and jumped behind Han Xu, squatted down and stabbed twice at the hilt of the sword, and a pair of swallow wings about five meters long stretched out from both sides of the flying sword.

"Huh?" Han Xu was stunned.

Fei Keming smiled slightly, and said while letting Pansy and Gu Shaobing jump up, "It's attached to the information." Each flying sword has an activation device at the hilt that can be activated after cracking the sword intent. A resting platform appears after the weight is perceived. Originally, this was a small mechanism for Junzi Mountain to overhaul the sword array. We're going to have to take advantage of it this time. ”

The tiger jumped in the back, Wu Di's eyes narrowed, "The arrangement of my Junzi Mountain is actually known to outsiders, it seems that we need to clean it inside." ”

There was an undisguised majestic killing intent in the words.

The mountain lord closed his eyes. As if they hadn't heard it at all. It's just that the bamboo chair shook slightly back and forth.

The people who heard Wu Di's words looked at each other. His face was calm, but he secretly shrunk his neck, remembering that the first thing he did when he went back was to take back all the undercover agents who had entered the interior of Junzi Mountain.

That's right, although the cause is just a sentence from Wu Di. But everyone knows that Mr. Wu Di, the second gentleman of the mountain, is not only sexually fighting, but also the most practical thing. Although it seems to be an unintentional sentence, no one dares to guarantee that he must not have taken it to heart.

While the people were talking, the second challenger resolutely ascended to the seventh flying sword.

This person is also one of the top 30 swordsmen in the first trial, and it seems that this Langya Cambridge has a unique advantage for these people who practice kendo.

The man looked to be in his forties, dressed in a linen robe with a resolute expression. The weapon in his hand is also quite strange, like a sword but not a sword, the sword body is slender and as long as one meter five, more like a knight's gun. The blade on one side is slightly thicker, with a slight arc, and a row of hollowed-out serrations in the middle.

"Xingyun Sword Di Qiu." Fei Keming's news is always so well-informed, as if there is nothing he doesn't know. "The Xingyun Sword in his hand is ranked fifteenth on the list of famous soldiers, and it is known for its swiftness and lightness."

Di Qiu could see that he was very careful, he learned the lesson of the beautiful snake, and as soon as he landed on the sword, he quickly fixed his body to the flying sword with hemp rope.

Just like the last time, about five seconds later, a huge cloud tornado appeared around him with a white phantom. His arrangement had a good effect, and his lower plate was very stable, and the suction force did not have any effect on him, and he coped with it very easily.

Sword spirits are named a spirit word, naturally there is a reason for it, they have more or less formed an independent consciousness, and are evolving towards a person with a sound mind and can think independently. The white phantom quickly discovered the problem, it looked angry, the suction of the cloud storm increased by three points, and dozens of cloud swords suddenly appeared around him, nearly half of them slashed towards Di Qiu's lower plate, more precisely, the two hemp ropes that held his body in place.

The Xingyun Sword has been in Di Qiu's hands for nearly ten years, and such a long time not only proves that Di Qiu has a high strength, but also makes his tacit understanding with the Xingyun Sword reach the realm of almost the unity of human and sword in continuous training. I saw that the strange-looking Xingyun Sword danced into a round light and shadow in his hand, cutting down the cloud sword one by one at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Flowing clouds, hundreds of butterflies flying, good swordsmanship, Xingyun Sword is worthy of its name." Lichen touched his sword box, a little itchy, "I just don't know who will be superior and inferior compared to my Wutai's Glass Demon Breaking Sword Array." ”

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Seeing this scene, the corners of Zhao Tian's mouth not far away were slightly upturned, as if he had a sneer.

The white phantom's cloud sword has not stopped since it was activated, at first Di Qiu could still deal with it easily, but slowly, he found that the attack intensity of these cloud swords began to gradually increase, and more importantly, under his crazy slash, the cloud sword did not decrease, but more and more!

The people who jumped over the tiger stream and even on the flying sword were all silent.

They could see clearly outside the storm that the cloud sword had developed from the original dozens to the current obscure, except for Di Qiu's layer of sword light, there were cloud swords everywhere. What's even more terrifying is that as the speed of the cloud storm gets faster and faster, the power of these cloud swords is also increasing. Those with good eyesight even saw a glimmer of lightning on these swords.

Deplete? I can't afford it!

Di Qiu's whole body was drenched in sweat, and the force generated by the impact of the Xingyun Sword and the Cloud Sword shook his right arm and began to tremble slightly.

It's not a way to go on like this, sooner or later it's going to collapse!

Di Qiu woke up and finally realized that he had unconsciously walked to the edge of the cliff, and if he persevered, it would really be a step towards the cliff!

Di Qiu gritted his teeth, the long sword in his hand suddenly shook, and pulled out a row of sword shadows to swing away the cloud sword on his side, and then he swung his sword to break the hemp rope on his legs, and then stepped on the flying sword hard. The sword rises to the sky after the predecessors. The Xingyun Sword in his hand pointed directly at the white phantom that was constantly rotating with the storm, and his spirit was highly concentrated, and he had locked the indomitable killing intent and spirit on its body.

This sword will be hit!

The cloud swords around him kept attacking him, marking blood-colored sword marks on his body. Even so. He still ignored it. In the slash of countless cloud swords, he attacked the sword spirit with a resolute attitude!

In the face of his unsuccessful and benevolent sacrifice blow, everyone who saw it was moved.

The White Phantom clearly sensed his killing intent. He suddenly stopped his figure in the cloud storm, and his gaze passed through the layers of cloud swords, colliding with Di Qiu's gaze.

Sparks fly.

One is holding the purest killing intent, and the other is a sword spirit bred in the murder weapon, and no one loses or wins in the spiritual confrontation between the two.

"Hurry!" The white phantom let out the first piercing roar in history, and his body swung his head and feet, like a meteorite falling towards Di Qiu, his body continued to absorb the cloud swords around him as he went, and the whole person slowly turned into a huge heavy sword that was more than ten meters long and four or five meters wide and killed Di Qiu.

Di Qiu didn't dodge or dodge, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and stepped a cloud sword on his side with his right foot, and the castration was even faster!

Rumble!

The loud sound of Mars hitting the earth, the cloud storm was instantly dispersed from the middle, and countless cloud swords flew along the clouds in all directions, and those who were close picked up weapons and began to parry these cloud swords, and they were in a hurry. A figure was thrown towards the tiger leaping stream with the cloud storm that was scattered, Ning Xin caught it again, and Di Qiu said in a low voice like a gourd of hundreds of sword marks and blood gourds, and fainted with a tilt of his head.

Two little Taoist priests in green shirts walked out of the pavilion behind them and carried him down for treatment.

In the end, Di Qiu was defeated. You can't die from such an injury, but I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in this trial.

"The spirit is commendable." The mountain lord spit out four words without opening his eyes.

The others looked at each other, not knowing whether the words of the mountain lord were positive or negative.

"Yes." Wu Di nodded.

"I remember that there is a volume of Sword Sect in the library, let's show it to him when he wakes up." The mountain lord said again.

Now everyone understood. That's a compliment!

"Yes." When answering the mountain master's question, Wu Di never said much, and he sought truth from facts.

When Zhao Tian heard this, he snorted slightly, and his narrow eyes continued to look at Langya Cambridge.

The cloud storm gradually dissipated, and the white phantom had disappeared, and no one could see clearly whether the white phantom had been destroyed by Di Qiu or had been submerged in the flying sword.

"This ......" The few people standing on the flying swords in the sixth row lost their minds for a while. Come on, if the white phantom is there, the cliff can't be beaten! But if not, if the white phantom and Di Qiu fight to lose, won't he miss the opportunity?

Just as they were hesitating, an empty flying sword at the back of the sixth row of flying swords sank, and a figure jumped up.

That bear demon!

The sword intent of this flying sword has been broken by the beautiful snake and Di Qiu before, and the people behind can see it very clearly, and they only need to press it to crack the sword intent, this bear demon may be worse for him to do something else, but he has another strength, this sword intent is completely a dish sent to the door, and it took two or three minutes of kung fu to easily level it under the scream of the flying sword.

The bear demon stood up from the flying sword, didn't say much, and didn't hesitate for a moment, and jumped directly onto the seventh flying sword.

Han Xu, who was thinking about jumping onto the sixth row of flying swords, stopped.

Lei Feng, he is never too much. (To be continued......)

PS: Dian Niang is crazy......

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